Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

An Hao and others looked at Xiu Jin's crazy look and fell silent.

Under the dim light, the man held the tearful naked body and comforted her like a child.

The entire basement was filled with a gloomy aura, and they felt congested.

Li Peng asked Wu Yonghui in a low voice: "Is Rong Mo dying..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted by several cold glances, which scared him to shut up.

These words made Xiu Jin miraculously calm down. He grabbed Rong Mo tightly and dragged his stiff body away from the sofa and walked out.

As soon as he took a step, he stumbled and almost dropped Rong Mo to the ground.

"Master, where are you taking Rong Mo?" Xu Lei rushed up to stop him.

"Go away, don't let anyone touch him"

Xiu Jin's voice was not strong, even a little soft, but it pressed down on several people with a coldness that could not be ignored.

"..." Xu Lei was frightened and trembled, and he comforted him tremblingly: "Master, no one touched Rong Mo, we just want to help you..."

"No need, open the door, I want to go out"

Xiu Jin ignored the others, stabilized her body, and made sure she could hold Rong Mo firmly before leaving the basement step by step.

The cold wave has come to an end, and the temperature has picked up. It is much warmer than before, but it is still hovering around minus 30 degrees.

third floor bedroom

Xiu Jin opened the door and put Rong Mo on the bed. She took out a blanket and covered Rong Mo with a goose down quilt.

The crystal tears flowed down the end of the eyes, forming small ditches... and were submerged in the pillow towel.

Xiu Jin lay next to Rong Mo and wiped it over and over again in distress: "Mo Mo, why are you crying? Can you tell me?"

Rong Mo's mind wandered. The thread hanging him was broken and he drowned in the black mud. He felt like thousands of hands were pulling him down.

After struggling in vain for a long time, it finally sank little by little with the help of countless Dao forces.

He didn't know how long he had been sinking. In a daze, he seemed to have hit something, and he was dragged up completely.

My eyes were dry and uncomfortable, and my eyelids were still heavy. Along with the sticky heat, my mind began to jump excitedly.

The familiar taste filled the entire chest, and instantly, Rong Mo felt a sense of satisfaction.

What does this smell like…

It seemed like something he had been longing for every day for half a month.

"..."

Rong Mo's pupils gradually dilated, and his sense of satisfaction was instantly burned away.

He trembled his fingertips, looked down, and finally saw a frozen hand. The fingertips lost the pink tone he liked and turned blue and white...

like him.

The scarlet color on her wrists stimulated every nerve in Rong Mo's brain.

Rong Mo's eyes swayed, and the place where the cold tears scratched burned fiercely, and the place where the blood flowed between his lips and teeth was like a swallowing knife, cutting him from the inside out.

The room was dark and quiet, and the curtains changed their tight curvature and rarely let out a faint light.

With a little light, Rong Mo could clearly see the figure opposite.

His neat and tidy clothes were messy, his straight spine was bent, his head was hung, his arms were exposed to the air-conditioning, and his legs were weak and vertical, standing there silently like a sculpture that had been arranged.

Rong Mo's vision went dark and dark, and his violently trembling hand pinched Xiu Jin's wrist.

"Xiu Jin..." His throat became unbearably congested and it took a lot of effort for Rong Mo to squeeze out the sound.

The only response to him was the pervasive cold. From the cold current, this was the first time Rong Mo felt cold. Even the blood that was not flowing in his body was frozen, and the inescapable coldness enveloped him inside and out. , worse than the black mud in consciousness.

"Xiu Jin, please pay attention to me..."

"You talk, I'm afraid, you answer me"

Tiny whines kept coming from the room,

Baituanzi, whose brain was cloudy, opened his eyes. The scene in front of him frightened him. Cong Rongmo lost consciousness, and he fell into a daze for a long time.

Why did it wake up and the two of them ended up like this, one crying suppressed and the other dying?

Bai Tuanzi gradually came to his senses, and his mind was subconsciously excited, Xiu Jin was going to die... Xiu Jin was going to die!

Die fast!

Why would it want Xiu Jin to die?

There was no time to think, and Rong Mo was about to follow him as he continued to think about it.

Bai Tuanzi hurriedly spoke and walked towards Rong Mo: "You are still alive and breathing. The host should stop the bleeding first."

"...Yes, stop the bleeding"

"There is medicine in my space," Rong Mo choked, feeling extremely lucky that he ransacked the hospital when the apocalypse first happened.

Holding the medicine in his hand, Rong Mo pushed Xiu Jin gently, and the person in front of him fell into the soft quilt.

The wrist he held was cold except for the blood which was hot.Rong Mo squeezed away his tears and his vision became much clearer.

Just as he was about to apply medicine to Xiu Jin, Bai Tuanzi grabbed his hand with a paw.

"Big brother, you have to sew it up first."

The host is so stupid, how could he not suture the wound and apply medicine first?

It didn't know that Rong Mo's head was dead, and it relied on Bai Tuanzi's command to get the medicine as he was told.

Now he was asked to sew it up, and Rong Mo pulled out the needle again.

Looking at his trembling hands, Rong Mo felt even more desperate.

"I...I can't..."

He couldn't control his hand at all, it was still shaking no matter how hard he tried, and it couldn't keep up with the wound that was still bleeding.

Listening to the shrill cries, Bai Tuanzi turned around in a hurry, and an idea flashed in his mind, "Host! My dear host, take care of me!"

Rong Mo's hands stopped shaking, tears were still streaming down his face, and the gleaming needle tip was about to pierce his skin.

Xiu Jin woke up.

"Momo..."

The weak call penetrated the eardrum, and the shocking wound healed quickly in Rong Mo's shocked eyes.

The reversal was so big that Rong Mo didn't react for a moment and was stunned in place, as was Bai Tuanzi.

This caused the body that had been entrusted to go out to chase Xiu Jin's wrist.

Xiu Jin gasped in pain, and Rong Mo quickly shouted in his head, "Stop!"Stop it!

His hands stopped moving, and the control of his body fell into Rong Mo's hands again.

He threw himself into Xiu Jin's arms, crying louder than before, which made Xiu Jin's head buzz.

"Don't be afraid. I'm fine. I have powers that can heal me. I'm just a little anemic." Xiu Jin's eyes turned gray. He held the trembling crying person in his arms and comforted him with a steady voice.

The two of them were alive again. Bai Tuanzi breathed a sigh of relief, but felt pity in his heart while relaxing.

The black bird landed not far from it and snorted coldly: "Are you disappointed that Xiu Jin is not dead?"

Bai Tuanzi's pupils trembled slightly, and he turned around and said, "Don't you also look forward to Rong Mo's death?"

I don't know if it was affected by the cold current, but Bai Tuanzi's voice sounded less melodious, even a little chilly.

The blackbird held its chest high and its shiny black feathers floated slowly in the darkness, "We agreed not to interfere with each other."

Bai Tuanzi's eyes fell on two figures, one crying and one coaxing. He paused for a long time and said, "I know the rules better than you."

"..."This bad guy!

Black Bird snorted and disappeared, and Bai Tuanzi turned into that stupid look again.

Rong Mo, who had been crying for a long time, gradually calmed down, grabbed Xiu Jin's collar, and settled the accounts after Qiu: "Xiu Jin! Are you crazy! Huh?"

The person beneath him took a breath, and frowned slightly, his movements were very small, as if he was afraid of being noticed, but Rong Mo was still close enough to catch it.

"Baby...you go down first..."

Rong Mo gritted his teeth and yelled: "Shut up! Don't move! Don't use your powers!"

"..." Xiu Jin didn't dare to move, and her collar was torn apart by Rong Mo's strange force.

Several scabbed scars came into view, almost covering the entire chest.

After counting, there were actually 28 cuts, some of which were still bloodshot, which were obviously incised recently. There were also a few cuts that probably had no room to cut, so they were re-opened from the old wounds.

Rong Mo held his breath. The breath was stuck in his throat, making him feel dizzy.

Every scar turned into a sharp knife piercing his heart, making him bleed.

"Momo, don't cry..."

"Xiu Jin...I feel so much pain..."

He hugged Xiu Jin and cried loudly, repeating, "Xiu Jin, it hurts me so much!"

Xiu Jin couldn't see Rong Mo crying and wanted to comfort him. His hand was grabbed by Rong Mo and covered on his chest, "I'm going to hurt Xiu Jin to death, wuwuwu."

Xiu Jin propped up her body and held Rong Mo, who was crying and having difficulty breathing, into her arms and kissed her softly over and over again. Her voice was choked with sobs, "I don't feel any pain. It really doesn't hurt. Stop crying. I feel pain when you cry."

"Didn't I tell you that I won't die even if I sleep? Why don't you listen to me?"

The breathing above the head was broken and broken, suppressing something, and the voice that came after a while was extremely aggrieved, "Obviously...it was you who disobeyed me first."

Rong Mo cried because his brain was deprived of oxygen, and he couldn't organize the words to scold Xiu Jin. He could only cry when he was angry.

I cried so much that I didn't care about anything, I cried and lost all my brains.

"Momo, please stop crying, okay? You haven't seen me for a few days, don't you miss me?"

Xiu Jin was still coaxing him, but Rong Mo couldn't listen to a word he said, until he cried all his tears and lay on Xiu Jin's body to whimper.

Xiu Jin couldn't coax him anymore, so he sighed countless times and rested with his eyes closed. Rong Mo cried intermittently, and he had to cooperate with the patting and coaxing, "Don't cry anymore."

Rong Mo clung to Xiu Jin's shoulder, his eyes still fixed on the shocking scars, and his shoulders trembled from time to time.

"belch…"

"..." Xiu Jin opened her heavy eyelids and stared at the person in her arms, "What's wrong, Mo Mo?"

"Crying...crying too hard..."

Xiu Jin sneered and patted Rong Mo helplessly, "Then don't cry."

"I can't hold it back, and I don't want to burp..."

"Come here and kiss me for a while, then stop it. I miss you so much, baby."

Rong Mo resisted the urge to hiccup and moved towards Xiu Jin's thin lips.

As soon as they met, a big hand pressed down on the back of his head. Tears were still hanging on Rong Mo's eyelashes, making Xiu Jin's face a little wet.

His shoulders swayed from time to time, Xiu Jin quickly let go of Rong Mo for fear of suffocating her to death.

"Are you calm?"

Rong Mo nodded his little head.

"Are you tired of crying?"

"A bit..."

"Well, I'll hold you and rest for a while. Is it okay if you stop crying?"

"good…"

Falling into the warm embrace, Rong Mo secretly shed tears again.

The hand on his back patted lightly, and the fingertips of his raised hand wiped away the tears on his face. A low voice sounded above his head, "You must keep your word."

"..."